Seeing how categorically he said it, the dean stopped paying attention to him. He didn't want to do good things, so naturally he wouldn't force him to go. There were many people who wanted to go, so he immediately announced to everyone: "Dr. Song Yubo will not go to the exchange meeting."

, topped by sixth place, cosmetic surgeon Zhao Xiuya.”

When the list of five people came out, no one said anything to refute it. Regardless of whether they had the best medical skills or not, now that they were selected in public, no one would provoke them again. The first thing was settled.

After the first matter was solved, everyone looked eagerly at the dean, waiting for him to announce the second matter.

The president spoke under the gaze of everyone: "The second thing is that our First People's Hospital, the Military Region Hospital, the Liberation Hospital, the Maternity and Children's Hospital, and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital will hold a medical debate on the 15th of next month.

Three of the new doctors have been selected as representatives. The list has been finalized. Physician Luo Bing, surgeon Ye Yuzheng, and brain doctor Liu Shaokai. All three of you are new doctors who came in this year, and your abilities are not bad.

, prepare well to represent our hospital in the Medical Association Debate next month."

The tone of the dean sitting at the main seat was unquestionable. The three parties had no right to object. Luo Bing raised her eyebrows and accepted it calmly. It was a fact that she was a new doctor, not to mention that she was not a rookie, so she was afraid of debate.

meeting.

The handsome guy Song glanced at her, his narrow eyes flashed with a faint light, his handsome face still had a slight smile, and he pursed his thin lips and did not speak.

The doctors heard some official words from the dean, and then everyone was let out of the conference room and went back to work.

The time was neither long nor short, just over half an hour. It was only around 2:00 when all the doctors returned to the office, which happened to be the time to go to work. Everyone started to be busy with registered patients again.

People in China have an easy life, but in foreign countries, Du Weichen is wearing a high-end suit, wearing cool sunglasses, holding the steering wheel, and a Hummer is running very fast on the road. He looks like he is in a hurry.

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It was almost evening at this time, and when I turned into another street, not a single car or passerby passed by. This scene seemed normal, but also made people feel mysterious. Apparently, people had cleared the place.

Such a shot makes people involuntarily think of the scene in the movie when two gangs are fighting. However, this kind of scene can only be seen in movies, but for Du Weichen, this kind of thing happens all the time. With a sharp glance, it was revealed that

Five meters behind the car, three meters to the left, and two meters to the right, I could see enemies in varying numbers appearing in the through-view mirror.

The enemy who appeared in front of him was not a person of the same race. The people who were slowly besieging them showed various skins, which was quite common in a place like this. At this moment, Du Weichen, who stopped the car, was not disturbed by their appearance.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes, instead they shone with excitement, like a hunter's when he sees his prey. He remained as upright and motionless as an iron tower.

Fifty or sixty men with swords and guns came step by step. Others would have been frightened when they encountered this situation, but Du Weichen could tell at a glance that they were just a group of rabble. Therefore, he didn't mind using them as sparring partners.

What's more, the Southeast Asian prince's men can destroy as many as they can.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Boom!"

"..." The people on the left, right and behind were already dragging their long and short weapons in their hands and pushing towards him!

A series of fierce eyes stared at the people in the car. In the eyes of this group of people, this mysterious figure who is famous all over the world has long been a trapped bird in a cage. It can be said that he has no wings to fly. They were not in a hurry to take action, and they also

They didn't want to take action immediately because they didn't want to die yet and no one dared to offend the God of Death.

The person in front of me is the god of death, the god of death. Although he rarely appears in front of people, as long as he is a good person on the road, no matter how big or small he is, as long as the name of the mysterious figure, the god of death, is mentioned, everyone will be frightened.

Heart, if it is the prey targeted by the God of Death, no one can escape from the pursuit of the God of Death!

The God of Death who is famous all over the world is not just one person. Behind him is an organization called Long Yan, which is well-known in the world. The members of Long Yan are not fuel-efficient lamps either. They are as skilled as ghosts, their assassination operations have never failed, and their financial resources are amazing.

They can exaggerate the economy of a big country at will, but these real things that have happened are by no means a joke.

How many people are there in the Longyan organization? In addition to taking on assassination missions, the world does not know what else Longyan members control. The thing that everyone knows the most is that the leader of Longyan is the omnipotent god of death.

Who is the God of Death? What is his identity? No matter how awesome the underworld boss or spies from various countries are, they are helpless because they can't catch him at all, and they can't peep into the relationship between the Long Yan Group

content.

A few days ago, Prince Bai Jiamu, who was sweeping across Southeast Asia, unexpectedly saw the rumored God of Death, and tried his best to track down the whereabouts of the God of Death. This scene of siege appeared.

A guy with blond hair holding a long knife in his hand glanced at the brothers around him, pulled his neck and shouted in English that he was half-familiar with: "God of Death, come out, our prince has invited you!"

The clamor outside finally made the people in the car move. I saw him looking sideways slightly, with a frightening sneer slightly sketched on the corner of his mouth. Very good, it is not up to this little guy to decide whether to see you or not.

, but... his eyes under the sunglasses were slightly narrowed, with a hint of teasing smile, and he slowly glanced at the many "sandbags" present.

Of course, in Du Weichen's eyes, these 'sandbags' are not street gangsters. Their bodies as strong as cattle and those steel-like muscles are not something ordinary 'sandbags' can possess. Just point out one of them at will and throw it away.

Go out and become a boxing champion.

Under their gaze, the people sitting in the car pushed open the door and got out. When they saw what they saw, dozens of big men holding murderous weapons stared at the people and surrounded the God of Death in the middle.

Facing the people in front of her, Du Weichen not only did not have the slightest fear, but on the contrary, her whole body exuded an aura of confidence that made people look up to her. She exuded an indescribable aura, which was an innate sense of superiority over the world.

The cold and arrogant air above him seemed to have everything under his feet, and he was completely like a proud king who was all about himself.

For the people in front of them, even if there were dozens of underworld masters, they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts. The noble and divine man in front of them made them want to retreat just by the overwhelming aura exuding from him.

The urge to run.

Standing still, Du Weichen glanced at the guys present, and his eyes finally fell on a black man. The man who didn't want to waste time hooked his hand at the one with the strongest aura among them, signaling him to attack.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, their eyes fell on the not-so-great black man, as if they still didn't understand why the God of Death chose him as his opponent.

In just a few seconds, everyone came back to their senses. They stared at the God of Death in front of them. The blond man who had spoken just now raised the long knife in his hand and shouted fiercely: "Brothers, don't forget that he is the God of Death.

We are no match for him if we fight alone, now let's go together and take him down!"

"Brothers, let's listen to Mike and take down the God of Death!"
Chapter completed!